Chapter 711

"Why?" Some disciples don't understand.

"Shifu can't break the mountain, and most of the martial uncles can't. I'm afraid we can only find the ancestors of other sects. " A disciple analyzed it.

That sounds reasonable.

But Yang Xuan immediately became angry after hearing this.

"Are you all losers? Do you want those old people to see the joke of being teachers? " If those old people know that they are so miserable, how can they get a foothold in Nanchuan in the future.

A group of disciples were scolded and sighed.

The disciple was trembling and sweating and dared not refute.

Yang Xuan hated that iron could not become steel and angrily denounced.

"Get out of here."

Yang Zonghai's disciple left in dismay.

Soon after he left, Yang Xuan felt bad. "No, I don't know when I can go out. I should leave a little beast here. Otherwise, I'm afraid people will starve to death before they are rescued."

After all, Emperor Wu is just a mortal. He can't absorb the aura and supplement power between heaven and earth like Wu Sheng.

But people have gone far. He will have no problem starving for a day or two. If he is hungry for seven or eight days, Emperor Wu will starve to death.

Yang Xuan's eyes looked at the green front door with smoke curling from the kitchen, and immediately swallowed his saliva.

An idea in his heart flashed away, but he soon killed it.

"Hum, I'm not a vulgar person. Can I be soft with grains?"

Inside the green front gate, a big event happened today.

Someone is breaking through the ten checkpoints set by situ mo.

Ten checkpoints, the first flaming pool, the second one yuan heavy water, the third ice field, the fourth stone statue spirit puppet, and the fifth five element golden Qi.

The sixth way is clear water and black snake.

The seventh cloud peak sword array.

The eighth lightning strike is a lightning array composed of lightning logs.

The ninth three hundred sword array.

The tenth immortal killing array.

These arrays are more and more frightening. It's frightening to hear their names.

But today someone is breaking through.

This is a teenager. He is only twelve or thirteen years old. He looks very thin and weak.

This person is Yang Feng, the son of Yang Kaihua.

Although Yang Feng is young, his eyes are calm and calm.

"My father died, the Yang family and me. I will inherit my father's will and guard the Yang family all the time."

With the death of Yang Kaihua, the status of the Yang family gradually decreased and its influence in the Qingfeng gate became smaller.

Although situ Mo said that sect disciples could not bully the Yang family, how could the Yang family be willing to decline like this.

Today, they have integrated the resources in their hands, bet on Yang Feng and won the number of disciples of situ Mo, so that their Yang family can have new vitality.

The disciples of Qingfeng sect were shocked that Yang Feng wanted to break through ten levels.

Then Qin Yan, Xiao Menghan and situ Mo came to watch.

Yang Feng is also gifted. Although he is only twelve or thirteen years old, he seems to be an expert in the martial arts realm.

Such talent and strength are few in any sect.

"The level of Wutong is still too low. Give up, Yang Feng."

"You are the hope of the Yang family. If even you die, it is the irreparable loss of the Yang family." The speaker is a Martial Emperor expert.

"Child, you are very talented. If you want to be a disciple of the sect leader, don't be in a hurry."

Yang Feng shook his head. He had made up his mind. He came today to carry the hope of the whole Yang family.

With this in mind, he went straight into the first level.

In the flaming pool, the body was burned by fire. It was terrible. Even the Emperor Wu would be burned to ashes, not to mention the state of Wutong.

As soon as Yang Feng went down, his face turned pale.

Trembling all over, the whole person seemed to fall in the fire pool at any time.

"This son has exceptional talent. He will become a great weapon in time. Unfortunately, he is too strong. He will die if he goes on like this."

Some people sigh.

Xiao Menghan also didn't turn his head. He couldn't bear it. After all, he was just a teenager.

After looking at situ Mo, he whispered, "otherwise, you'll take him as a disciple?"

Situ Mo shook his head. "The Tao can't be passed on personally. Who can accept my orthodoxy and be my disciple? The Tao heart is stable and the heart is like a rock."

"The way to practice is to go against the sky. If you can't even eat this pain, he will only become a mediocre."

Xiao Menghan stopped talking.

"In fact, you don't have to worry. The Yang family will help Yang Feng this time. Yang Feng can't even pass the first level."

Xiao Menghan didn't believe it and looked at the flaming pool.

Yang Feng's body was extremely uncomfortable under the fire. A trace of blood penetrated from his skin, as if his blood was drying up.

His body surface emits a faint light, which weakens the power of some flames.

"What is the white light on him?" Qin Yan wondered.

"It should be a pill similar to bihuo pill. He had already taken it when he entered the flame pool, which played a protective role."

"Pi Huodan, this is a good thing. The Yang family still hides such a thing." Qin Yan feels unimaginable. After all, in theory, the Yang family has integrated into the Qingfeng gate, and these good things should belong to the Qingfeng gate.

Situ Mo shook his head. "The Yang family has no second thoughts. It doesn't hurt to let them leave some details." Besides, he doesn't care about a few pills at all.

After all, it's easy for him to refine such things.

"It has been a quarter of an hour. He has passed this level."

Next is the one yuan heavy water, which is said to be heavy water. In fact, it is an array set by situ Mo with aura. In the array, people can't breathe and the pressure is doubled.

What can survive is an expert above the Emperor Wu.

Yang Feng resolutely walked into it. As soon as he entered, they saw a huge cloud of water vapor wrapped him, and he struggled in it.

Soon he took out something in his arms, which was also a pill, blue water pill.

Bishui Dan can let him breathe in one yuan heavy water, so that he can only bear the pressure of one yuan heavy water.

But Rao is so. The pressure here is by no means what he can bear.

He was completely wrapped in one yuan of heavy water, and the pressure poured down, which almost crushed his bones.

It looks very sad.

Yang Feng bit his silver teeth and insisted to death. He was not a physical cultivation, but a teenager in the martial arts realm, which was too big a test for him.

Situ Mo did not speak and looked at all this silently.

Finally, a quarter of an hour passed, and Yang Feng insisted. At this time, his bones were almost broken.

A smile appeared on the boy's face, and then he slowly fell down.

No coma, just a little weak.

The people of the Yang family came forward one after another and took the pill for him, or some Wuhuang in the door helped him heal his bones one after another.

Almost half a day later, Yang Feng recovered a lot.

"There are still eight levels. Can he really make it?" Qin Yan looks at situ mo.

Situ Mo's face did not change. "Everything depends on his own creation."